My hand was shaky as I tapped the three unfamiliar numbers into the keypad of my phone. It lit up in response, as the dial tone erupted from the speaker. I sucked in a heavy breath, before hearing an indistinct whispering on the other side of the line.
"This gang just kidnapped my friend!" I sobbed out, pushing my voice to edge with hysteria.
"Where are you?" the rough voice on the other line quickly asked.
"At the old abandoned factory for bacon!" I exclaimed, before letting fake tears stream down my face. I quickly cut the line, and kicked open the door I was standing in front of. The wood creaked in protest as I pushed it out of the way, and I quickly bolted from the entrance.
My footsteps were quiet as I searched through the dark for any sign of Jay. As I continued down the hallway, I caught a glimmer of light from underneath a closed door. Taking a deep breath, I walked up to the door silently, pressing my ear against the cold wood. I could hear muffled footsteps pacing across the floor.
Taking another breath, I kicked the door open. The wood splintered underneath my rage, and light flashed into my eyes, blinding me. As soon as I could see again, my eyes widened in surprise at what awaited me.
It was Jay.
And he was holding a knife to my throat.
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Bloody Hearts ✔️
Teen FictionShe's been raised to be heartless. He's been raised to be ruthless. She feels trapped. He feels tied down. She is broken. He is bloody. They aren't perfect. They're beautiful. - - Adrianna has been leading the "Black Cobra" gang since her fa...
